I saw Max’s eyes light up. Because she looked at me with those eyes, I couldn’t and wouldn’t dream of saying no or interfering. So I was a very obedient boyfriend and simply nodded my okay. Then she left my side for the first time tonight.
I needed a stronger drink, and I walked to the bar with the brunette following.
“So is that your girlfriend or something?” she asked me.
“Yes,” I said simply, not looking at her as I ordered my drink.
I, of course, out of courtesy asked her what she was drinking. She told me white wine, so I ordered for her as well. When my Scotch came, I drank it quickly and ordered another one.
“Does she know about us?”
I looked in her eyes.
“There isn’t anything to know.”
She smiled at me until she looked in my eyes. I saw the confident smile on her face disappear quickly, but she didn’t move from my side. I resumed my stalking of my own girlfriend. I found her talking to Dexter and another man, who were both staring at her with hunger in their eyes. No, I’m not over-reacting either. The look in their eyes is the same look that is constantly in mine when she’s with me.
I was about to go claim what was mine, when I saw her part from the group and head out of the room. I let out a breath I was unaware I was holding. I saw Dexter watch her walk away, and the next thing I knew he was walking out too.
What the fuck?
Chapter 11
Maxine
I needed to take a breather from all of the attention I was getting. It was something I wasn’t used to, and it was a bit unnerving. What was also rather amusing was the jealously that was reaking from Mason. I could tell he didn’t care too much for Dexter, but I have to admit Dexter was very attractive. He was slightly shorter than Mason, but he had a very nice body, and a face that was chocolaty smooth and flawless with bright white teeth and full lips. His brown eyes were filled with mischief. By the way he was smiling at me; he was a decoy to get me away from Mason brought on by the brunette.
When I walked in, I saw him instantly. Damn he is stunning and a full-on without-a-doubt sexy-ass man. His dark suit fit him well. He exuded confidence and strength, and above all else, stature and money. What I didn’t like was the woman who apparently leached herself to him. He smiled at her, but the smile never reached his eyes. I did see a hint of intrigue from him, but I tried not to let that bother me. I’m confident in myself… Somewhat, anyway. I’ve worked on that for quite some time, so I hope that one night and one skank wouldn’t change that.
What helped was the gorgeous Donna Karan dress Mason sent me. I mean, the material was like silk. It was so soft against my skin. The dress was black. It contoured every inch of my curves, which I’m sure was Mason’s plan when he picked it out. It was long with a split up the front of the dress, stopping at my thighs. The shoes were black Jimmy Choos, with diamonds along the straps and up the heels. There were also diamond drop earrings and a matching bracelet along with the dress and shoes, which I knew had to cost a fortune.
I wore my hair straight back, sort of like what I had seen Halle Berry wear at some award show. I put light makeup on that made my eyes smoky and dark, putting emphasis on my light brown eyes and just a hint of gloss on my lips. When I arrived at the venue close to 7:30 p.m., I felt like I was going to the Oscars. I felt confident and, most of all, sexy. That feeling, however, almost faltered when I saw Mason with the brunette, until his eyes fell on me. He walked over to me while drinking me in, and all I wanted to do was melt in him. He looked at me as if I was the only woman here. He touched me and kissed me sweetly and so lovingly that I thought I was going to faint.
And throughout the night, he never allowed me to leave his side. I tried to be the supporting girlfriend. I smiled at men who otherwise would loathe me. I laughed at jokes that weren’t funny. I tried to seem as interested as I could, even though the things they talked about were over my head.
When Dexter stole me from Mason, I welcomed the break. What I wanted to do was drop-kick the brunette, but I didn’t. Instead, Dexter told me he could introduce me to Lance DeWitt from DeWitt Sports Rehab Center. That is where I would love to work. The Center is a prominent rehab facility for all sorts of professional athletes. Getting a job with him would catapult my career. Mason knew that, which is why he reluctantly let me go.
After I had spoken to Lance, and he gave me his card, I made my escape to the women’s restroom to freshen up. It was hell getting this dress up to use the bathroom. But after maneuvering a little, I accomplished my goal.
“So are you going home with Mason tonight?”
I heard someone say, and my ears grew hot. I quickly finished and flushed and exited the stall. I’ve seen in movies where the girl always hides when someone comes inside the restroom and talks about them or someone they know. I always said I wasn’t hiding, and I didn’t. I exited the stall and saw the brunette standing with some blonde.